“All goes back to the earth, and so I do not desire pride or excess of power, but the contentments made by men who have had little: the fisherman’s silence receiving the river’s grace, the gardener’s musing on rows…” A little Wendell Berry goes a long way. As the gardener’s rows are getting tucked in […]
Reading a biography can be one of the best sanctifying tools that we didn’t know we had. I found myself receiving a copy of an autobiography of a musician that I have been a fan of since, as my kids would say, “the 1900s”. I am definitely a music snob, but only in the most
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Our yard is filled with mud. Not the good kind, where kids slosh and laugh and mom looks the other way because it is spring in Maine. It is the boot swallowing, productivity-inhibiting, slough of despond-ish kind. I have been tempted, several times to “deal with it” by staying inside and waiting for the warmth
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I have the privilege of teaching at a classical Christian conservatory once a week, and one of my roles this year is to lead the morning song. I had come across the song “I Know That My Redeemer Lives”, and it has been a fun and edifying way to begin the day. It begins: “I
How do we get our kids to develop a good work ethic when we don’t live on a farm? This is a question have repeatedly asked myself for years. Honestly I bring it up a lot in the hopes that my dream for a small farm will get pushed into reality, but I digress. I
